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Why can't I  Hug him In front of his friends  I am warmed  By hugs  Not his  But ones that only matter for a moment  Not ones that keep me up 'till 4am  thinking dreaming craving 
Hello my name is       No Name      . I enjoy        dying          when I have free time.
get out, shut the door. no words slip from an enraged pair of lips. close the windows shut the shades, eradicate the light and destroy what was you. rip yourself apart, inside to out.
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